I filled in all the missing parts 

If women fall in love with men from what they hear

And men fall in love with women on what they see

Does this explain why women wear make up and men lie?

A paradox of human behavior and controversy

You’ve never really opened up to me

I think now I know the reasons why

I filled in all of the missing parts

My mind created a world for you, but I filtered out the noise in the sky

When given Little information

Confirmation bias just may take hold

But at the end of the day

Truth comes out and will be told

I try not to attach to the flaws of other people

I have my struggle I must own

I forgive and move forward

I hope this is shown

When you see behind the mask

Make sense of the struggle and the ordeal

We have an opportunity and a choice

On what to do and how we should feel

Understanding is important

But it is not the end all cure

The hard part is finding a resolution 

Your intentions must be pure

Many people won’t accept these terms

Many people will get stuck in their head

They will not self reflect

They will justify and turn around instead

I’m sure you think

I won’t accept you if I truly knew who you are

and so the masquerade

You shield your ego from afar

If I was wrong

You didn’t have to play along

But I know what you did

Who you gonna kid

Just how do you get?

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Active again

After all has been said and done

RSP

DCG

Because this is my heart‘s echo 

When you are in my heart

I do not feel so empty or deficient

When you are in my thoughts

I feel my purpose knowing you are self sufficient 

We have both experienced a similar childhood  neglect

And because of this, I formed with you a bond

We have never really spoken much about it

I think I know just how you will respond

I see you as a mirror to my own inner reflection

I know I must do the work and look within

I have an opportunity to become a better man

I take a moment of silence, I pray, and then I begin

You have opened up a side of me

I never really knew The remains

Of such a deeply hurt little boy

Needing to heal and make a change

Prior to knowing you

I’ve always intellectualized my pain

I never really made the emotional connection

Of just how lost I became

You have touched me very deeply

You’ve broken through the barriers that I present

It was you who awakened me from my emotional dream

Of which there is no more time that needs to be spent

I consider you a blessing

There is something I want you to know 

Maybe we crossed paths for a reason?

Because this is my heart‘s echo 

RSP

DCG

Anxious attachment

Anxious attachment

Can be very troubling indeed

Stuck in resolving old childhood wounds you’re caught in a vicious cycle of seeking approval

Just where will this lead?

You will not always be triggered

Much depends on where in the spectrum you lie

It’s hard to quantify the measure

It’s rather an internal feeling that you must rely

To be clear anxious attachment is not obsessive

At a very early age it is wired into the brain

When you learn to self regulate with maladaptive behaviors

You look only to soothe the pain

You are not likely to discover your attachment style

Unless you look deeply within

I would have never found out until I met a dismissive avoidant

This powerful attraction made me question myself… Where shall I start, where shall I begin?

When I think of this emotional tragic fact of life

I am somehow reminded of the U2 song mothers of the disappeared

Another kind of torture

One that is much more clear

What is extraordinary

Is our ability to adapt and heal

We are not destined to fall down and give up

we will always have choices even after we kneel

RSP

DCG

And walk towards what we believe

There is no rainbow in the soul

If there are no tears in the eyes

A native American proverb

Many consider to be wise

The realization of aging

Many elderly people say

They often lament over the memory of being young 

And their current body’s decay

When we are young we cannot fully appreciate

The lifecycle that we live

But overtime, it will dawn upon us

There will be one last sunset, so we have limited time and much to give

Many hard truths about ourselves

Will often escape us

And when we think and ruminate about them

We fail to connect our feelings to resolve the what was 

The path of a rewarding life

May lie ahead

The path of trips bumps and falls

Will also happen instead

Just how we manage this journey

Relies on what we perceive

We must summon the courage within us

And walk towards what we believe

DCG

The atrophy of anxiety

We don’t have to be afraid of our own shadows

Don’t have to fear what’s under the bed

Part of growing up

Is learning how to get ahead

Anxiety is a misunderstanding of our perceptions

We create the worry, we create the threat

When we find we are wrong

We may then regret

We find security in a teddy bear as children

We find security in healthy relationships as adults

It takes effort and self reflection

Before we can achieve good results

Maturity and experience will mitigate many irrational thoughts

But it is our subconscious that unknowingly steers us

Into internal conflict

And control us it does

Awareness and education

Is the first defense

Now add courage and some luck

Might save you any further suspense

If you are honest with yourself

Then progress you will make

And if you are not genuine

You’re piece of mind is on the take

Self advocate

Learn to self improve

Opportunity to move forward

Is on any day you choose

The atrophy of anxiety

Is ultimately up to you

How are you choose to cope

What you choose to do

DCG

Inner demons may preside 

Skeletons in the closet

Inner demons may preside

When you become aware

There is nowhere to hide

Once seen, it cannot be unseen

Is this my wake up call

Pride is obstinate

Even after the fall

How we process our information

Our subconscious works with us and against us

It is not always a conscious thought 

Because, because, because because

Not all decisions

Have a firm grasp of reality

We may fabricate our perceptions

To ease an inner pain and it’s gravity

The course of our lives

Can be changed and altered

From events of our past

That often resurface when we falter

The beauty of our sunrise

It resets the day

Another chance to make amends

Another chance to proceed in another way

DCG

For the answers you must demand

Self discovery is often impeded

On how we self reflect

Where do we place our attention?

Just exactly what do we inspect?

You might observe what happens around you

You might only think about how it makes you feel

But if you don’t take ownership

You won’t move forward and heal

We will often hide from ourselves

Our ego and self-esteem we try to protect

What we don’t pay attention to

We will often neglect

To be honest is hard

To be honest to ourselves is even harder

Easier to fool yourself

And become a character martyr

Critical self appraisement

Is not necessarily bad

If the goal is to self improvement

Than this is a conversation that must be had

If you have internal conflict

With something you don’t understand

Look inward and start asking questions

For the answers you must demand

DCG

True beauty never changes 

True beauty, never changes

Only in our experience that we observe, we may realize

The Sufi’s describe this to see “the face of God“

When the mind can filter and allow us to recognize

It’s one thing to view a beautiful sunset over the ocean

And another to look upon someone you love

One by grace from God

One a relationship as a hand fits into a glove

Are they gifts? 

Or is one a dance?

A recognition?

A happenstance?

Beauty can be found almost anywhere

For those who are blessed to see

Even in the mind of the blind

If you touch, you can feel, if you hear than you too, will be!

You might ask how I come to know this

What doctrine, what Mystic, what Sage do I believe?

I only know in my own experience

When I give of myself I will receive

I am not at the center of the universe

I can see the beauty in helping others in need

The Centurion Longanus, who stuck the spear into Jesus on the cross

Had his sight restored as he watched the Christ bleed

DCG

Is there a path to our subconscious?

Can we better understand ourselves?

From our dreams that we remember?

Is there a path to our subconscious?

Where we can enter?

The Native American tribes

Known for the vision quest

They seemed to value the dreams

That they would invest

Cocaine addict Sigmund Freud

Wrote a book the interpretation of dreams

An outdated and unreliable psychology

And misguided as it seems

Those who take DMT or LSD

They say it extends the doors of our perception

Those who don’t

May give it a hard rejection

I was once well read in sleep and dreaming research

But that was over 30 years ago

So now I reflect on my own dreams

As I know only what I know

I think our minds will show us problems

In a hidden dream reality

Always trying to solve

The problem of subjectivity 

DCG

Time only lives in the now

Time only lives in the now

It is ever-present in what we observe

There is no past

With exception to a memory that we reserve

We do not experience a future

With exception to prophecy

But even then

It is only a mental vision that we see

There is no linear time

The Taoist monk would say

Only effortless action

Wu Wei (Woo way)

We are limited beings

With a finite mind

Can we really conceive?

Of limitless time?

Hence the paradox

With only one solution

What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?

They both surrender

This provides the resolution

The mind can play tricks on us

Thus was born philosophy

Just how much do we understand?

Given our own psychology 

DCG

Rupert Spira

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